Historical Folk - THE ZEBRA DUN lyrics

We were camped on the plains at the head of the Cimarron When along came a stranger and stopped to arger some. He looked so very foolish that we began to look around, We thought he was a greenhorn that had just 'scaped from town. We asked if he had been to breakfast; he hadn't had a smear, So we opened up the chuck-box and bade him have his share. He took a cup of coffee and some biscuits and some beans, And then began to talk and tell about foreign kings and queens,-- About the Spanish war and fighting on the seas With guns as big as steers and ramrods big as trees,--